I worked on Rob's lake house because I wanted it to be very nice. I'm a good craftsman and wanted to do the best job I could. I did a great job on the tile and tried my best to make his stone patio and walls outstanding.
After completion, I went and partied with Rob and his wife Tina. I got drunk all day and went to sleep on the upper floor of their lake house. During the night, I got up and fell from the second floor of their home, I presume to go to the bathroom, but I fell. I was drunk and don't recall. My fault...not theirs! They didn't force me to drink, or make me walk off the second floor. I did it, it's my fault.
Rob Johnson has been my best friend since I was twelve. He got me medical attention immediately and genuinely cares for me! He wouldn't want anything bad to happen to me. I appreciate Rob and Tina and I'm lucky to be their friend. I'm sorry to cause them grief. I didn't mean to do that.
10/28/13
10/14/13
Exhalation!
It's the middle of October of 2013. This year sucks!
It all started in January when my Dad died. I spent a few months afterward installing stone at my best friend Rob's lake house. It was a huge job for one person and it seemed to take forever. Upon completion, Mom, Becky and I decided to buy a trailer park in Illinois. We went up there to make some improvements, fix broken pipes and make it a nicer place to live. When that was complete, I returned to Texas to be at another high school reunion. I saw some very good friends and spent some time seeing my cousin Donna. At that point, it was close to mid July. My 49th birthday was July 14th.
Mid July, uggghhhh! I started getting past due property tax notices. Taxes suddenly jumped six times from previous amounts! I got past due medical bills about Dad...past due maintenance fees from the HOA. Without a job, I'm getting hammered with debt. Meanwhile, the bills for just living are still racking up monthly.
August rolls around and Rob invited me to spend a weekend with him and his wife at their lake house. I got drunk and wandered off the second story and fell to the first floor. I broke my femur, elbow and wrist. I was unresponsive for nearly a week, when I woke up..I had no idea what had happened. Classmates from my reunion showed up in support while I was hospitalized.
Recovery is not going well. Doctors informed me that it may take up to a year to be functional again. My hip seems to be improving but my wrist is in tons of pain. My arm will not extend straight from the pins they placed in my elbow. I still have no feeling in my left quadricep and around my left elbow. I started Rehabilitation in September. It's painful but tolerable, I can do this!
During September, I started getting medical bills from my accident. My money is tapped out now. I haven't quite figured out how I'm going to keep getting by. My Dad left a few things that I can liquidate. A boat, some guns and a few tools that can keep us afloat for a short time. I'm unable to work like normal and now getting very depressed. Most of the skills I've acquired require physical labor and my body just can't do it right now. My electronic skills are not certified and my only experience is from the Navy. Many things that need done around the house are not being done because I can't physically do them. No income, I'm screwed!
It all started in January when my Dad died. I spent a few months afterward installing stone at my best friend Rob's lake house. It was a huge job for one person and it seemed to take forever. Upon completion, Mom, Becky and I decided to buy a trailer park in Illinois. We went up there to make some improvements, fix broken pipes and make it a nicer place to live. When that was complete, I returned to Texas to be at another high school reunion. I saw some very good friends and spent some time seeing my cousin Donna. At that point, it was close to mid July. My 49th birthday was July 14th.
Mid July, uggghhhh! I started getting past due property tax notices. Taxes suddenly jumped six times from previous amounts! I got past due medical bills about Dad...past due maintenance fees from the HOA. Without a job, I'm getting hammered with debt. Meanwhile, the bills for just living are still racking up monthly.
August rolls around and Rob invited me to spend a weekend with him and his wife at their lake house. I got drunk and wandered off the second story and fell to the first floor. I broke my femur, elbow and wrist. I was unresponsive for nearly a week, when I woke up..I had no idea what had happened. Classmates from my reunion showed up in support while I was hospitalized.
Recovery is not going well. Doctors informed me that it may take up to a year to be functional again. My hip seems to be improving but my wrist is in tons of pain. My arm will not extend straight from the pins they placed in my elbow. I still have no feeling in my left quadricep and around my left elbow. I started Rehabilitation in September. It's painful but tolerable, I can do this!
During September, I started getting medical bills from my accident. My money is tapped out now. I haven't quite figured out how I'm going to keep getting by. My Dad left a few things that I can liquidate. A boat, some guns and a few tools that can keep us afloat for a short time. I'm unable to work like normal and now getting very depressed. Most of the skills I've acquired require physical labor and my body just can't do it right now. My electronic skills are not certified and my only experience is from the Navy. Many things that need done around the house are not being done because I can't physically do them. No income, I'm screwed!
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